Day Nine Hundred Nineteen #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Raj G’s joy at finding us was short lived. It melted away when he broke off my hug and fell to the floor sobbing uncontrollably.

There he remained. Begging for forgiveness between racking sobs. He confessed he had lost all of the people entrusted to him. They had been swept up by the government forces when they neared Jerusalem.

At this juncture Jezer excused himself to go out and seek those drone parts I needed.

It took the rest of the night for Elijah and me to calm our friend.

We succeeded shortly before Jezer’s return and immediately decamped for the hiding place.

Once there we discussed the situation with the leadership and formulated a consensus for our next move.

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Day Nine Hundred Sixteen #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

We were on lockdown still when he left to take up the thread on our queries. He left me with a whole set of drone components to tinker with. It kept my hands busy and my mind occupied.

Elijah even lent a hand, off and on. It reminded me of the days when I knew Elijah as Lyle, and he called me ‘Enough.’ Back when we built a pair of drones. And left the city behind for the mountain.

When I voiced my recollection, Elijah said it elicited a different memory for him. It made him miss his pigeons, Rufus and Clarissa.

And that touchstone released a new flood of memories about people we hope to see again before long.

Day Eight Hundred Ninety Nine #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

No news yet as to the whereabouts of Meesa. Before she left, she said only that she wouldn’t go further than some villages north of Damascus.

Well, Jezer has been there and back. But reports nothing concrete about her. Good or bad.

However, some people told him stories about strange people in their villages who have come and gone lately. He thinks that if she heard the same rumors, she would have stayed in the area to check them out.

When we heard this detail, we decided we had to go and look for ourselves. But Jezer prevailed upon us to stay put and give her another day to make her way back to us.

Elijah considered this wise counsel.

Day Eight Hundred Ninety Eight #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

We were able to bring in Quasimo and his band divided into two smaller groups. They were welcomed by the others already here in the hiding place and given their own space.

Elijah and I accompanied Quasimo. He had much to tell us. Their group has suffered the loss of near half their number due to the direct action of the enemy. Yet neither he nor the remainder of his people are discouraged. Not one had wanted to turn back.

Both Elijah and I were amazed and overjoyed at the news. We hope that their example can steel our people here, as yet untouched by tragedy.

But another problem is looming. Meesa has gone out again and is now overdue.

Day Eight Hundred Ninety Seven #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

It was a quick one day trip, a concession to the people left behind in the hiding place. With Jezer gone down to the desert and Meesa just recently returned, they are ill at ease when their leaders are constantly coming and going.

I believe that Elijah is finally coming to grips with his need to pour himself into their instruction.

Yet how much is needed?

Maturity can be such a mystery.

Thankfully our foray proved a blessing and most necessary, for we located Jezer in the desert with the band he was endeavoring to bring in. The minute Quasimo saw us, he ran to greet us. He was relieved to know that Jezer was indeed telling him the truth.

Day Eight Hundred Ninety Four #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

I utilized my time to build my drone. Jezer has amassed an impressive array of options to add to it if I so desire. A monitor which I can strap to my wrist should prove quite useful.

But I hesitate to add any armament. Jezer’s contributions in that department are staggering.

I shall ask what Elijah thinks on that score.

Jezer did not turn up any leads on his swing through the north. He’ll try to the south tomorrow.

Meesa has offered to go out also. But was met with opposition immediately from the people she coordinates. They feel she is too valuable to chance losing.

I need to ask Elijah to teach them about where to place their trust.

Day Eight Hundred Ninety Three #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

We were transported to the hiding place. Much to the surprise of everyone. Except perhaps Elijah.

Now, he says, we wait a bit for the word to spread. He is certain that many of our people are in the vicinity of Jerusalem. And were just waiting for his arrival from our global journey.

However, he spoke out his concern that Mei and her group with Tomas, the Captain, and Raj P – and that led by Quasimo, should already be in contact with us.

When Jezer brought me some materials with which to build a drone – (for which I thanked him) I was struck by an idea, and brought him to Elijah.

It soon was agreed he would seek out news.

Day Eight Hundred Eighty Nine #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

I emerged energized. Ready to face the day. And found myself face to face with Jezer, who was just about to enter on an assignment to roust me out.

It was so long past daybreak that they feared there might be something wrong.

I sheepishly admitted to long stretches of slumber, alternating with short bursts of prayer.

Elijah was pleased. He pronounced me ready mentally and spiritually and told me to prepare to leave.

In short order, I was at his side. We made the rounds bidding our people goodbye and encouraging them with the promise that we all soon will be together again. With added brothers and sisters.

And they in turn wished us Godspeed and a speedier return.

Day Eight Hundred Eighty #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Jezer returned this morning.  He was expansive about our prospects for the future. In fact, he has already taken two groups out of the city to the hiding place. And they are hard at work making it habitable for those to follow.

But he also had a word of caution. Among those he led out were some men whose forced labor involved delivery of materials down in the civic center. There they gleaned that two factions, the world government versus the local, were at odds in regards to the disposition of our people.

The locals are for our expulsion. The world government officials want to round us up into concentration camps.

Jezer believes their disagreement will work in our favor.

Day Eight Hundred Seventy Nine #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

None of us sat idly by waiting for our rumored expulsion from the city. We each had more than enough to do.

Meesa continued to improve communications over the fragile network of individuals.

Elijah continued a round of meetings in which he did more instruction than any other activity. He also deputized Jezer to travel to our future hiding place and come up with multiple routes for our people to migrate there.

I am trying to help anyway I can. Helping in turn Meesa or Elijah.

And in going to and fro, I was saddened by visions of the destruction soon to be visited upon the city. Visions in which the sounds of construction will be stilled, replaced with weeping.